Soul

Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone Watch what you say gotta talk in code Money gone fold when the dope get sold Big .45 to protect my soul When a nigga get robbed everything must go Make a bitch get the job just to play her role Get that job Play yo role Give her good dick she gone do what she told I'm in this bitch from the night til the morning Basically nigga this trap don't close JuggRixh I run up the money I swear I done had some good days on the road Hell nah nigga we ain't punting I'm the type of nigga go for it on 4th and goal Go against me you on 4th and Long Damn my niggas they down that road Everyday I ride got the big .45 and the big Allah to protect my soul I was sprinting to sprint when the shit made sense Att before 8:15 That's on yo body get me out my body I ain't with nobody but a 223 Caught you down bad tryna fuck with a freak Little did you know that she came with me Scope out the house for about 2 weeks Came through the door with the Glocks no key Ain't have no mask gotta stay low key Can't explain how it feel when that Glock on me Been in and out jail since they took lil Gee When shit go bad niggas nowhere to be Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone Watch what you say gotta talk in code Money gone fold when the dope get sold Big .45 to protect my soul When a nigga get robbed everything must go Make a bitch get the job just to play her role On the block when it's hot And I'm still selling rocks Put ya wrist in the pot You might lose but it's drop I'm not cleaning the floor when I'm swinging the mop I'm not aiming at toes when I'm swinging the Glock I ain't trusting these hoes I ain't cuffing no thot Kept my hand on the Glock cause I knew they was plotting Minute hand on the clock We kept spinning his block Hick-a-dickary dock we let off 60 shots We don't fuck with you nigga we know that you snitching I'm better off hitting a lick with these bitches He from out of town he get taxed on the ticket I started selling corn making bread like jiffy I use to rob niggas bare-face I'm different If I see a opp bust the Glock till it's empty Have smoke coming out of his head like a chimney Niggas wish they could kill me I call em timmy Big .45 rip em up like a fronto Jr put the 9 on his back like rondo Everytime I pull up with lil bam niggas run off Ima Soulja boy with the draco at ya front door Niggas beefing with the hot guns better lay low Paulie in the kitchen whipping dope like queso Guwop in the back stacking bows like legos I'm the grim reaper leave a nigga with a halo Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone Watch what you say gotta talk in code Money gone fold when the dope get sold Big .45 to protect my soul When a nigga get robbed everything must go Make a bitch get the job just to play her role